MTL - Enter the Room-Chapter 30

  Chapter 30

  Song Jiyun came out of Yinyu Hall and went to Qian's residence.

   Mrs. Qian hurriedly asked the little maid to bring a plate of purple and bright grapes, and said: "Guan Wu sent someone to bring it. I took a plate for Jiyu and Jixue, and this is for you."

  Wu Guanshi was never so considerate before.

   It should be that he has seen everything that happened these days, and thinks she is a trustworthy person.

  Song Jiyun smiled and tasted a grape.

  It's pretty sweet!

  She and her mother talked about tomorrow's funeral, including Song Daliang, Song Sanliang and Jiu Taiye's visit to Yuan Yunzhong, and also told Qian Shi.

  Ms. Qian was shocked, but it was Yuan Yunzhong who she asked: "What did he say?"

  Song Jiyuan found it funny when he thought about it, and said: "He is cunning! He will agree to anyone who asks him, but I don't know what will happen tomorrow."

  Qian Shi said: "It's good for everyone to agree, so as not to offend your uncle and the others, and cause him trouble in the future." Then she talked about the Ninth Lord, "I really didn't expect that he is such a person!"

  The midday sun was blocked by the shaded tree canopy, and Qian's living room, which was pasted with emerald green and soft smoke, looked cool and quiet, which made Song Cuyun, who hadn't slept well these days, feel a little drowsy.

   "Money touches people's hearts!" She said, and couldn't help yawning, "If you are not tempted, then the money is not enough..."

  What is this all about?

  Ms. Qian couldn't laugh or cry, and when she looked again, the eldest daughter tilted her head and fell asleep on the pillow.

   Tears welled up in her eyes.

   This is how tired I can fall asleep while talking.

  Ms. Qian lightly took a cattail fan, sat beside the Arhat couch, and fanned her daughter.

  Nurse Zheng lifted the curtain and entered.

  Mr. Qian made a gesture of "keep down" to her, and went to the hall with Madam Zheng.

  She remembered what her daughter said to her just now, and whispered: "Are you doing it because of tomorrow's throwing pot?"

Mother Zheng nodded, and said: "I don't know where the Eldest Master and the Ninth Grand Master have gone, and the Third Master will stay in the old lady's room and will not come out. The Eldest Miss told her to keep an eye on them before, no matter if they can't make it through, they will tell her .”

   Qian looked at the living room and said, "My child, I'm so tired these days. She fell asleep while talking to me. Don't worry about the pot falling, let her have a good sleep first!"

  Why are you not in a hurry?

  Nurse Zheng couldn't help but look anxious.

  Ms. Qian said with a sneer: "Everyone is vying to throw the basin, but they just want to be the heir of our family. But I am the first mother. If they don't care about the child, they can just send it over."

yes! How could she have forgotten this.

  The mother-in-law has no choice but to take care of the son-in-law, but it is justifiable to take care of the heir.

  Before she worried that the second wife was too soft-tempered, but now the eldest lady often talks about this and that in front of the second wife. The second wife is not the second wife who tolerated everything in the past!

  The eldest lady must have known it too, she felt relieved and fell asleep.

  Nurse Zheng was filled with joy.

  Sitting next to the Luohan couch, Mrs. Qian fanned Song Jiyun all afternoon.

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  Yuan Yunzhong had dinner, but there was no sign of Shao Qing.

  He simply took the six sons for a stroll around Yin Yu Tang, and stayed for a while at the place where Song Youliang fired the kiln, pinching the kaolin in the big vat.

  The six sons saw it, and proudly gestured to him, saying that the pair of blue and white porcelain seawater cloud dragon vats fired by the Song family for the Royal Kiln Factory in the early years were fired here.

  Yuan Yunzhong was a little surprised, and gestured to the six sons: Didn't it burn in the Song family's kiln?

  The six sons and you gestured to him proudly: All the good things that the Song family supplies to the Imperial Kiln Factory are all fired here by the master. The Songjia kiln factory only burns ordinary things.

  Yuan Yunzhong nodded casually, walked around the yard again, and then returned to the hall.

  The spout of the teapot on the stone table under the grape trellis has changed its direction.

  Yuan Yunzhong dismissed the six sons and went back to the inner room.

  Shao Qing entered through the window.

He stood in front of Yuan Yunzhong with his head bowed in embarrassment, and said in a low voice: "Miss Song, there has been no movement - after she left your place, she went to her mother's place and slept there all afternoon Then she put the dinner in the mourning hall, where she, her mother and two younger sisters had dinner."

  Yuan Yunzhong said blankly: "Didn't you go anywhere?"

"I haven't gone anywhere!" As Yuan Yunzhong's confidant, Shao Qing is naturally very good at reading his mind and knowing how to answer his questions. , Song Sanliang, or Grandpa Song Jiu.”

  What kind of medicine is sold in her gourd?

  He thought about it, and only thought of one possibility.

  But, this witch is not so bold, is she?

  If this is the case, there will be a good show tomorrow!

  For the first time in his life, Yuan Yunzhong was looking forward to the dawn of the sky.

  The next day, he got up as soon as the sky turned white, and went to the mourning hall after breakfast.

  Song Jiyun was having breakfast with Mrs. Qian and his two younger sisters in the small tea room. When he heard that he had come, he was quite surprised.

  She thought that Yuan Yunzhong would be urged repeatedly by Grandpa Song Jiu to come here.

  Ms. Qian was very happy, and asked him why he came so early, whether he had breakfast, and whether he was used to living in Yin Yu Tang.

  Yuan Yunzhong answered them one by one, and proposed to offer incense to Song Youliang.

  Ms. Qian was even happier, and personally led him to the funeral, and smoked three sticks of incense for him.

  He respectfully bowed and kowtowed three times to Song Youliang.

  Song Jiyun thanked Yuan Yunzhong according to the ceremony, and invited him to serve tea in the small tea room.

   Outside the mourning hall, there was gradually a commotion.

  The relatives, friends and neighbors attending the funeral came one after another.

  Song Tao’s eldest sister Song Mei and second sister Song Xing, as married aunts, were supported by their respective maids, and they burst into tears before entering the mourning hall.

  For a while, people inside and outside the mourning hall began to cry.

  Song Tao and Wang helped them go to the back of the filial piety tent.

  The Qian mother and daughter were both tearful.

  Talents such as Song Daliang, Song Sanliang and Song Jiu Taiye came late.

  Wang asked Qian in a low voice, "Why didn't you see the third sibling?"

   Qian didn't bother to pay attention to these anymore, she cried and shook her head.

  The female relatives who came to the funeral all comforted Mrs. Qian.

  Outside the door, Guanshi Wu ran forward and back, and the bearers, Xile, and human servants began to perform their duties as agreed before.

  Grandfather Song Jiu watched, stopped at the incense table in front of the mourning hall, and said loudly, "Where is Uncle Yuan from the second bedroom!"

   Someone was busy and invited Yuan Yunzhong.

  Master Song Jiu said to him: "You stand by my side!"

  Yuan Yunzhong nodded.

  Some people in the crowd whispered from time to time.

   "This is the son-in-law of the second master of the Song family!"

   "Not to mention, the second master's son-in-law is really good-looking!"

   "I heard that he came here just the day before yesterday, and he is from the capital. Why did the second master marry his daughter so far away!"

   "You don't know that, the Zeng family suddenly came to hire you the day before yesterday..."

   Talking about gossip about the Song family.

  Master Song Jiu's face turned dark, and he asked Song Daliang, "How long is the auspicious time?"

  Song Daliang said: "There is still half an hour!"

  Master Song Jiu said: "Why don't you see anyone from the Zeng family? Where's Song Sanliang?"

  Song Daliang gloated: "I don't know! I sent someone to invite you yesterday."

  Grandfather Song Jiu did not see Mrs. Zeng either.

  He darkened his face and said, "Where is the person who threw the basin?"

  (end of this chapter)